Glorious weather for the longest day today – the sky an intense blue at midday, with only a few clouds around the edges of the bowl above us.
There were quite a few puffy clouds over towards the Dark Peak but only their tops were visible, peeping like curly haired children over the rim of the nearby hill.
The sky was much clearer over towards the airport, only a few wispy bits, possibly the remains of contrails. Except for one cloud which, extraordinarily, looked like the upturned head of a large broom, bristles pointing skywards.
But when I removed my polarised sunglasses the odd shape disappeared, leaving only a few flimsy streaks of almost invisible white.
